Sam hadn't slept all night. She told herself this was because she was working, but most of that time she was supposedly working she was staring off into space thinking about what had happened, trying to sort it out, and ending up falling onto her bed around 5 am fully clothed to "rest her eyes".

She'd fallen asleep before her head hit the pillow, and she slept hard.

As hard as she slept, though, she was dimly aware of the smell of hot coffee and the sound of a voice. Jack's voice, saying something she couldn't make out. It took her a few seconds, but she forced herself awake enough to see him almost walking out her door.

"Hey."